Spent 400 dollars on books for this coming semester. Holy fuck.
ughhhhh my philosophy grade brought my gpa down to a 3.31.
whatever. still dean’s list.
bossss.
I’m so tired but can’t sleep.
I feel incredibly lonely.
We come into this world alone and we die alone.
That’s what my mom always said to me for some reason. Sigh.
I heard that you like the bad girls, honey.
Is that true?
Can you make it feel like home if I tell you you’re mine?
Seriously obsessed with this song right now.
